Loosies Page #2

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- It got away.

Hey, you okay?

You all right?

- I hate those things.

- Jesus, Ma.

You tryin' to kill me?

If I caught a heart attack,

who would pay the rent?

- I'm goin' over

to the church tonight,

and I was thinking I could

leave your dinner in the fridge.

- I'll just grab a burger

or somethin'.

- You want a burger,

I'll make you a burger.

I'll leave it in the fridge.

- Okay. Fine.

Thanks.

- You got a couple of dollars

I could use for bingo tonight?

- Again with the gambling, Ma?

You know

I don't like you gambling.

You want to end up like Pop?

- What gambling?

It's bingo.

It's at the church.

- Okay.

But I'm not paying off

your debts when you're gone.

I had enough of that

for one lifetime.

- Work good?

- Mm-hmm.

- Stocks up this month?

- Yeah.

- You're a good boy, Bobby.

- Hey.

- Hey, uh...

- Lucy.

- Yeah, no, I... Lucy.

I know.

- I'm sorry.

I saw you from behind.

I wasn't sure if it was you,

but...

It was you.

- It's been a...

- Hi.

- It's been a while.

- Yeah, three months.

- Yeah.

Wow.

How are you...

- So what have you been up to?

- I've been good.

- I'm good.

Good.

- Not much.

I was just on my lunch break.

- I tried calling you,

but your phone was disconnected

or something.

- Yeah.

Yeah, no, I got a...

I got a new one.

I mean, maybe we can get

together for lunch sometime

and, you know, catch up.

I'd do it now, but...

- I'm pregnant.

- You... you're what?

- Pregnant.

- Wow, that's...

I mean, congratulations.

That's really great.

I... that's... wow.

How... how far along?

- Three months.

- You said three?

- It's yours, Bobby.

- Okay, hold on a second,

because, you know, we only

did it that one night so...

- Actually, we did it

a few times that night.

- Right, but we only did it

that one night.

Well, once is enough.

- Okay, uh...

Well, how do you know

it's mine?

Hey! Hey!

That's a legitimate question.

- What, you just think

I sleep around?

You think I'm a slut

or something?

- Well, we had

a one... night stand, so given...

- You had a one... night stand.

I tried calling you.

- Hey, listen, listen.

- Don't touch me.

Don't ever touch me again.

- Excuse me.

Ls everything okay?

- Look, it's fine.

She's my girlfriend.

- Oh, that's a laugh!

- It's okay, officer.

What are you trying to do,

get me arrested?

Now, listen, you came

looking for me.

I'm not gonna go chasing you

all over town.

If you don't want to talk to me,

then fine.

- First of all,

I didn't go looking for you.

I pretty much wrote you off

three months ago.

I happened to see you

standing there,

thought maybe you'd like to know

you're gonna have a kid

out there in the world

in case you bump into it

one day.

So now you know.

You a**hole.

- Now, wait.

Just wait, will you?

- What can I get you?

- Hey, you got a loosie?

- What?

- Loosie, loosie.

- Yeah, how'd you know?

- What?

- My name.

Lucy.

- Psychic, I guess.

- Hmm.

(soft music)

(train rumbling)

(electronic beeping)

(grunting)

- All right, all right,

all right.

Your father's debt?

Now it's your debt.

From now on, you work for me.

(electronic beeping)

- Who am I?

Who am I?

Detective Bobby Correlli,

that's who I am.

Right here.

(whistling)

I see you.

What are you, a squirrel?

Stop in the name of the law!

- Hey, Bobby.

Shut up!

- Take you downtown,

and not for a drink either.

- Alex Rodriguez hits one

deep to left.

(grunts)

- Plate glass window I like it.

Very Dirty Harry.

- Listen, it was you.

You said whatever it takes.

- Thanks, Pete.

That's what I like about you,

Sully.

Always do everything

just the way you want,

never give a sh*t

what anyone thinks.

- Well, why should I stop now?

It's my life.

It's what I do.

What else am I gonna do?

I'm not qualified

for anything else.

- So what's next?

- What's next?

I'm gonna get my badge back,

even if I have to

kill that little prick.

(humming)

Hey, good morning.

- Who the hell are you?

- Um, I'm Carl.

- Oh, Carl.

Ma!

Ma!

- Oh, Bobby I thought

you'd be at work by now.

- Who the hell is this guy?

- Carl.

- No, I got that.

What the hell is Carl

doing here, in my bathrobe?

- You didn't tell him.

- I didn't get a chance.

I didn't get a chance.

- Okay, so, Bob, I'm a...

I'm a friend of your mother's.

- He's a friend of mine

from bingo.

- Wait a minute.

Did this guy?

Did the two of you...

Ah.

- It's not what you think,

Bobby.

We've been friends a long time.

I didn't want to tell you,

but I think it's time.

Yeah.

Carl's asked me

to move in with him.

It's not what you think.

- What?

I'm gonna kill this guy.

- He's funny.

He's an ex-Marine.

(sighs)

- What happened?

You look like the walking dead.

- Well, death would be

a welcome relief

compared to the world

of sh*t I live in right now.

- Talk to me.

I got your back.

Tell me.

- I got a girl pregnant.

- Ooh.

(laughs)

- Yeah.

- Whoa.

- That's funny.

Laugh it up.

- Yeah, I got your back.

Way back, way, way back.

Like, Toledo back.

- Thanks.

I'm so screwed.

- Let's see.

- Ah!

- She do that?

She punch you?

- No, I fell down the stairs.

- All right.

What's she gonna do?

She gonna keep the kid?

- I don't know.

That option never came up.

- Why would she want to keep

a baby without a father?

Especially your baby.

Why don't you just give her

some money,

tell her to get rid of it?

You're gonna be up to your neck

in dirty diapers.

Listen to me.

Like a mission to the moon.

Abort.

- Hey, listen, do you know

where I can find Lucy?

- Who's asking?

- Me.

- Who are you?

- I'm a friend of hers

from childhood.

- Ah, you know her from Ohio.

- Yeah.

- She grew up in Texas, jerkoff.

Look, just go away.

- Does she still work here?

I just want to talk to her,

okay?

- Yeah, you and half of the guys

in the bar.

Beat it before I beat you.

- Wow, did you just

come up with that yourself?

Whoa, Lucy!

Lucy!

Lucy!

- You know this guy?

- No.

- Lucy, it's me!

- Stay away from her!

- Get out of here!

- Okay.

- What?

No, wait, wait!

Not you.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm sorry about the...

you know.

I just...

I mean, I was a little

in shook when you...

(sighs)

I mean, you tell a guy

something like that, it's...

So you... you want to keep it?

- Do I want to keep it?

It's not a stray dog, you know.

- No, I know.

I just... I'm just saying.

- What?

What are you saying?

I'm listening to you,

but you're not saying anything.

If you don't want

to have the baby,

I'll help out, you know,

with the money.

- Gee, what a stand-up guy.

- What do you want from me?

- I don't want

anything from you.

You came here

to see me, remember?

- I don't know

why you want to have a baby.

Why do you want to bring a baby

into this world

with a sh*t father who doesn't

want anything to do with it

and a mother who can't afford

to take care of it?

I mean...

I'm tryin' to help you out

here, okay?

- You've already done enough.

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